Ye Wei looked at him deeply, and there was a faint wry smile on his eyebrow. He couldn't help but ask, "Hate someone, don't you want to retaliate?"

Mo Ju is angry and funny. Whoever says that he hates a person will retaliate. He can’t help but want to beat Ye Wei. If he is willing, "Who tells you to hate a person will retaliate, that is for the enemy, Are you my enemy?"

She is his favorite person, no matter how she treats him, this can't be changed, he is willing to give everything for Ye Wei, as long as Ye Weiken is good, accompany him, then he really, no need for a lifetime .

Hate her, hate her to give up lightly, hate her to treat him less than he always cares about her, hate her to always underestimate their feelings.

If she didn't care about him like this, would he hate her?

Weiwei, if you can care about me, only I care about half of you, I will treat you like a princess, hurting, huh... Actually she doesn’t care about him like that, only he has a little bit of position in his heart, he is already right She took her heart out.

Ye Wei raised her eyebrows slightly, but it was the first time he heard such a theory. Perhaps Mo Erzi's mind could not be broken by ordinary people. Ye Wei looked at his perfectly bandaged hands, and then looked at his bare hands, obviously with some scars on his hands. The back of his hands was somehow injured, and he hadn’t dealt with them for some days. He wounds healed quickly. It's already bruised, it looks a bit scary, and it takes a while to be all right.

She always wanted to ask, how did he hurt his hand, but she never asked, maybe, the injury was not serious, and it could slam, she was not worried, just a little curious...

Mo Ju saw her staring at his hand, knowing what she was thinking, but she was stubborn and refused to care about asking. He was somewhat disappointed, but she noticed that he was satisfied again.

There are not many girls he has contacted, but Ye Wei, he is sure, is the hardest woman.

"Mo Ju, send me back to London!" Ye Wei said softly.

Suddenly a rude cold sip suddenly, "No!"

Mo Ju gritted her teeth and pulled her shoulders. The purple eyes were deep and cold, like an ice spring, with a bit of blood red in fatigue, and a bit of a bird of prey, "Ye Wei, why are you so indifferent, you Do you have to leave me in such a hurry? Do I just make you unbearable?"

"I want to go home!" Ye Wei said indifferently, her tone was sad and unhappy. Perhaps people are homesick when they are injured and fragile. Ye Wei is no exception. She wants to go back to London and take a good rest. Even if this leg is broken, the mood is not so bad.

She was embarrassed to be so embarrassed by Mo Jiu, and... originally intended to leave, no longer entangled with him, and dragged on, meaningless.

Only, he...

"Go home, good, go home..." Mo Ju smiled coldly, "So you haven't always treated me the same thing, right?"

Ye Wei condensed his eyebrows, and Mo Jiu's eyes grew brighter. He didn't know that Ye Wei had recovered his memory. He thought Ye Wei had lost his memory. He was very strange to the people in London and was not as familiar as he came. She has been by his side all the time, either on the island or in Italy, he thought, at least she would treat him as home.

She didn't take it seriously what he did.

"what did you say?"

"I'm not sure, you are not allowed to go anywhere, except for my side, you never want to go anywhere else." Mo Ju said coldly, one word at a time, and said very deeply, Ye Wei's eyebrows fell.

A pair of beautiful dark eyes, passing the dangerous light, she smiled coldly, "Nowhere to go, hum, also, I am now abandoned, you want to keep me, I really have no resistance to resist."

Mo Ju suddenly sullenly looked at Ye Wei, and the warmth of Fang Cai completely disappeared. "It doesn't matter what you say. Yes, you are right. I used to do my best to keep you in the past. If you want to go, now you have one leg, where can you go? I won’t heal your legs. I’ll just let you leave me.”

Ye Wei changed his face slightly, and Mo Ju walked away.

Heal her legs? Ha ha, she is also a martial arts buddy, so somehow it has not been healed well.

If she stayed beside Mo Ju for such a lame life, she would rather die!

Mo Ju said that when she did it, she was ready for everything that night. She carried her directly to the hospital, regardless of Ye Wei’s physical weakness and her inability to travel. She left the hospital with such complete medical conditions and she could not get the best treatment. The wounds on the body will fall to the root of the disease.

"Where are you going to hug me?" Ye Wei let him hug him, knowing that she couldn't resist, she didn't do indifferent resistance.

Muscat's night was dark, and there was still a little bit of heat in the air. The hot air made Ye Wei uncomfortable, and his voice was a little colder.

"Aren't you going home? I'm as you wish." Mo Ju answered coldly.

"Mo Ju, I won't go, you let me go!" Ye Wei suddenly angered, she wasted her feet and her hands, and took a gust of wind on her palms to shoot at Mojue's chest.

Mo Ju hugged her and couldn't avoid it at all. When she let her slap him on the chest, Ye Wei was weak, and she didn't even have one-tenth of her previous strength. In fact, it was not heavy. Both knew.

She just rebelled against his hegemony and autocracy and was unwilling to return to his so-called home.

Mo Ju stopped, Zi Zi rendered a magical power in the night, his voice was cold and said: "Ye Wei, I swear, I won't let you leave me again, I won't, I'd rather you stay like this for a lifetime. Don't you leave me."

"You..." Ye Wei couldn't say a word with anger.

She looked at his cold face, the strange purple eyes, and slowly closed her eyes. The pain in her heart was worse and worse. She would not naively think that Mo Ju would send her back to London. He did not know she had already Things that restore memory.

Go home... back to Italy, back to Palermo.

She hates that place.

Diya is dead, everyone thinks she did it, um, she did torture Diya, she is the mafia goddess, she was killed, the mafia brothers can't wait to be the enemy.

She went back at this time and lost another leg. She could imagine what kind of treatment she would have.

He also knew why she wanted to leave Italy to go with Eleven, and took her back again.

Huh, Mo Ju, you can do it!

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Seeking a gold medal... (^o^)/~

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